#outlawroad

[marziesreads]

I’m offering a giveaway of both books in @emilybeemartin’s wonderful #outlawroad duology. This giveaway is open to US followers only. To enter, comment below. I’ll choose a winner on Sunday. https://www.instagram.com/p/CM42E4QLLeM/?igshid=ebyuqzxevjk0

[mentemmortaliatangunt]

hey, what's outlawroad up to?

I want to spend the rest of my life in two passionate friendships, with my male partner and my female partner. [...] I want to open myself completely to them: mentally, emotionally, spiritually, physically. I want the bliss of physical, sensual intimacy with them: I want to hug them every day and cuddle them and touch them with love in my hands, I want to kiss their mouths and their bodies, I want to look into their eyes with pure love in my own, I want to let go and allow them to touch me and hold me and kiss me and love me and my body, I want us to sleep side by side some nights, I want us to spend hours in bed together stripped to our underwear—just touching and kissing and holding each other and basking in the love we feel for each other.

... oh

[tblrdottxt]

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i don't understand a single acronym on this submit page besides "w/e". please fix that. thank you.

nah most of it's hms shorthand from dreamwidth, which is where I assumed most of my followers came from. clearly I underestimated tumblr oop my bad hello!

submit whatever you're into and we'll go from there.

for future reference

olr: outlawroad, ACEauthor. look her up on thethinkingasexual or pastebin where SEXBROOD should still be up. she deleted and took most of her "I'm aromatic but I want someone to live with me and exclusively see me and this is radical bc sexuals" screeds with her.

rkw: roadkillwitch aka graveyarddirt. she's got a tumblr but her website, which was full to the brim of weird pagan tldr about how she likes to hump raw meat and pee on graves is no more.

[missvoltairine-blog]

hey sex brood tag

has outlawroad/Marie Crosswell filed a frivolous DMCA claim to have tumblr remove your review, parody, commentary, etc of/on SEX BROOD?!!??!

message me or e-mail ellehumour at gmail dot com, I and a couple of other folks are interested in creating an off-tumblr back-up, because parody works, reviews, and criticism of racist, misogynist, homophobic, anti-sex-worker bullshit shouldn't be subject to censorship just because a kid in her 20's can't take criticism

[missvoltairine-blog]

welp, sexbroodillustrated is being taken down, thanks to outlawroad basically spamming tumblr with DMCA reports, despite the fact that it is clearly not violating tumblr's terms of service, despite the fact that by their own policy they're supposed to wait 10 days for a lawsuit to be filed, despite for once the law being clearly on my side

none of that matters of course in the face of an angry str8 white rich kid with a superiority complex and too much time on their hands!

I'm actually really bummed out by this because I mean, it's just a silly little parody blog, who cares, but ultimately it's so clearly a frivolous complaint on outlawroad's part - and intellectual property rights are something I take very seriously, but she's clearly abusing them in order to censor parody works, which is just shitty - and I don't know what to do about it and I'm disappointed that tumblr caved to a kid throwing a tantrum that someone made fun of her on the internet. I'm sad that some kid with an overinflated ego and a sense of entitlement the size of Russia can actually exercise any kind of systemic power over my work, even the stupid, silly, petty work that's basically just shit I did while drunk.

So it goes.

[uf0s]

Title: Asexy Fandom: Sex Brood Pairing: John/Gabriel Rating: R

John sighs, scrubbing a hand through his hair in frustration as he walks hurriedly towards his car, the dark parking lot completely empty. It had been a long work day, and he had been utterly distracted the entire time. He could read people, damn it, it was his specialty. His bread and butter. He was a goddamn psychologist, and he was used to assessing the actions and words of others, taking them in and sizing them up until he could probably pinpoint for you the exact moment their psyche cracked, or neurosis developed, or self esteem plummeted.

And yet, there was only one person, one person in the whole goddamn world, who he couldn't manage to read. His enigma. His obsession.

And here she was, leaning casually against the door of her car, a cigarette dangling from her fingers.

Gabriel. Fucking Gabriel.

"What are you doing here, Kidd?" John parrots the nickname he often heard the other detective Duke teasing Gabriel with, baiting her. As he expected her eyes narrow, and she drops the cigarette to the ground, crushing the burning tip with the toe of her boot.

"Don't you call me that," she hisses. "Don't you fucking use that name. You know how much I hate it."

John did, he knew exactly how much it pissed her off, but something dangerous burned low in his gut that made him feel like pushing her buttons. He needed a reaction from her, and at this point even anger would do. He just needed something.

"Well," he continues, moving into her personal space until he had her pushed up against his car, breath hot on her face "it is your name, isn't it?"

Gabriel's top lip curls back, the barest hint of white teeth behind a curled snarl. "Get fucked," she spat. And John's vision went red.

Unable to control himself any longer he crushes his mouth to hers, forcing her lips apart with his own as their tongues battled for dominance. The kiss was sloppy, and wet, and neither of them were quite sure what they were doing, having never experienced this before within the confines of their asexuality.

John's cock throbbed, hot and heavy in his pants, and he pushes up against Gabriel as he wretches his mouth away. "God, I want you," he pants, rolling their hips together. Gabriel's eyes are closed and her legs part unconsciously, bucking up against him. John wasn't sure what to do. It was all so fast, and so new, the overwhelming heat and urgency and desire thrumming in his veins. He was utterly captured in the detective's thrall, and now he knew they couldn't deny the attraction any longer- they were going to do it. They were going to fuck. Right here, right now, right against his car.

[leolilac]

outlawroad reblogged your post: Goes into the ‘actuallyasexual’ tag. “Demi’s and...

If you’re talking about...user “actuallyasexual,” that person’s not

Ah, good. Glad it's not one of us. I'll ignore them forever now.